frontline of aspiration
I’m jus a warrior searchin for his battlefield
Covered in wounds of failure that havent healed
Each chance taken graduated to a scar
Those mighty matches n crucial clashes, numerous and far
From ground zero of my soul n through the stars
Left lacerations from miscalculations
N gashes made from my needy hand negated
I prowl wit closed fists n a bare imagination
Sharpened by faith n hope for my next engagement
Wit decisions difficult to make when
I carry my morals wit a mind corrupted
Wit hardships that mute my opportunity’s thumpin
That doesn’t amplify the tune of my heart but muffles it
In a world im stuck purposeless in, my fuse a retracting string
Curving down wat I hope is the path for me
That ends at my desire, somewhere outside reality
Style / Type:
freeform
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Language:
English
POW!
Powerful write, my friend! I'm blown away! Nothing hidden there. Nothing held back. Simply amazing write! Cruel and honest and pure form the heart! No one can ask more from it's candid approach. They can only indulge in it's gory splendar! You are a great writer! Hope to see more from you. :)
SA
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Glad you liked it! Your comments are very inspiring! Very appreciated! Thank you! :D